First of all, before we left, Reilly needed the low down on every single moment of our trip. She is more curious and thinks things through more than I did as an adult. Here's what I mean.
When we went to Disney when I was 19, I never asked what airline we were flying, how we were getting to the airport, where we were flying in to. I mean, I guess I asked when we were on the way to the airport. Hey, are we flying Jet Blue? Oh, cool. But other than that, I never worried about the specifics of travel - my parents had it under control. I especially didn't think about it when I was three. But this is how mine and Reilly's conversation about Disney went:
Mama: We are going to Disney World!
Reilly: Wow! Are we going to drive there? (Really weird first question, I thought.)
Mama: Um, well...no.
Reilly: OH, we are going to walk?
Mama: No, we aren't walking...
Reilly: So...we are going to drive.
Mama: Well, actually...we are going to fly!
(I was not planning on springing the whole "we are going on a plane" thing on her so early, but she kept persisting!)
Reilly: Oh..does the plane pick us up at our house?
Me: No, we have to go to the airport to get on the plane!
Reilly: Okay, where is the airport?
Me: It's in Philadelphia.
Reilly: How are we getting to Philadelphia?
(I'm really not kidding...this is word for word.)
Me: We are going to drive there. Well, actually, we are first going to go to your cousin Rowan's house, then the next morning we are going to go to the airport.
You get the idea. She gave me the third degree to say the least. The convo went on with her asking if the plane lands IN Disney World, me having to explain airports again, then explaining how we had to take the magical bus from the airport to our hotel. We had the conversation about 25 times before we left, detailing every single travel detail of the trip. By the time we left, she was very familiar with our route. Drive, Rowan's house, play, sleep, wake up, drive, airport, plane, fly, airport, bus, Disney. Girlfriend likes to know what's happenin'.
So by the time the day arrived to "go to Rowan's", she was extra pumped. Even more so when we arrived, and she found out she lived next to a farm with real horses and ponies!
Reagan was not so sure at first, our timid little babygirl. :)
But of course, she warmed up! Yay Rea!
Reagan's turn on the pony!!